Crarubbedhertemples,faintlyagfromthreestraighthoursofcalculus.Sheflowedoutwiththecrowdofhighschoolersleavingtheair-ditionedandsteppedintoTaipei’smuggymiddayheat.Insteadofgoingtoherusualthirty-five-dolrdrynoodles,shegrabbedariceballfromavenieoreandhurriedontoabustowardXimending.
At1:50p.m.,withtheheavybckfive-stringbassonherback,CrastoodatthebasemeranceofPyerRehearsalStudio.
AmongTaipei’shighschoolbandcircles,thispcewasfamous—top-tiergear,andpriceshighenoughtomakeyouwince.Crapushedherrimlessgssesupandwalkeddowairwellpsteredwithmetal-bandposters.BeforesheevenreachedStudioAattheendofthehall,anaggressivelypoundingdouble-kidscreamingdistuitartorethroughthethicksoundproofdoorandsmmedstraightintohereardrums.
TheywerepractigSlipknot’s*DoNothing/Bitchsp.*
Themomenttheclockhittwo,Cradrewihandpushedopentheheavydoor.
ColdAChitherfirst—theoftubeampsrunning,andthehormohicksmellofboysmixedwithsweat.Theroomwasdim.Fourseniorboysandoneseniirlweresubmergedinarhythmsoviolentitfeltferal.
Crawalkedquietlytothecoueartheentrahergigbaguprightbesideher,aasharpgazeovertheband.
Thevocalistwasscreamingintothemic.Thedrummerhammeredabrutaldouble-kick,sweatflyinglikerainontothecymbals.
AndontherightsideoftheroomstoodElian.
Hewasn’tinuniformtoday—justasimpleoversizedbckT-shirt,thatbderhangingfromhisshoulder.Thecocky,carelessarrogancehe’dwornintheschoolbasemeerdaywasghtnow,hisfocuswassointeborderedonmadness.Hispickmovedataspeedtheeyecouldbarelytrack,hisstrummingablur—everysyncopationndingwithruler-straightprecision.
Crawatchedhisteique,andsomethinginherchestshifted.
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